Urban Super Medical Saint

Su Boli could not contain his joy upon seeing the situation, and immediately intensified his efforts, preparing to completely eradicate the green grass in his son's Hand Taiyin Lung Meridian in one go when he was horrified to discover that the areas he had cleared were suddenly sprouting new green grass again.

Not only that, but the growth of the green grass seemed to require energy, and it was continuously absorbing the True Qi from Su Jieliang's body.

"Dad, don't do it!" Su Jieliang felt the True Qi in his body spilling out like untamed wild horses, turning increasingly weak, which terrified him enough to turn his face deathly pale as he cried out.

"Without removing the roots, the spring breeze brings them back to life! Who set up such vicious Prohibitions?" Su Boli reeled as if struck by lightning, swiftly retracting his hand, his expression extremely solemn as he looked at his son's pale face.

Two seconds after Su Boli withdrew his hand, Yan Ziyi also retracted his hand as if struck by lightning, his face turning equally solemn and ugly.

"Chengzhi, who on earth have you offended?" Yan Ziyi asked with a heavy countenance.

"A young man named Ge Dongxu," Yan Chengzhi replied.

"What? A young man!" Both Su Boli and Yan Ziyi's faces changed drastically upon hearing this.

They had only received the notification and hurried over without having the chance to understand the situation in detail.

Given that Su Jieliang was considered to have high Cultivation among the younger generation, already at the Late Stage of the Qi Cultivation Third Layer, and since the other person was capable of setting Prohibitions, it was clear that his Cultivation was not simple, most likely at least the Fourth Layer of Qi Cultivation. Thus, they initially assumed that the other party must be an elder within the same path.

The answer from Yan Chengzhi was shockingly a young man, how could they not be amazed!

"Yes, he should be younger than me. I heard he's from something called the Pill Talisman Sect," Su Jieliang replied with a pale face, a complicated look flashing in his eyes.

There was both hatred and an uncontrollable fear.

At this point, Su Jieliang naturally realized that this Prohibition was no small matter, and Ge Dongxu was even more formidable than he had imagined!

"Pill Talisman Sect? Never heard of it. But how did you come into conflict with him? Why did he set up Prohibitions on you?" Su Boli thought for a moment and then asked in a deep voice.

"My son has been messed up like this, our Santai Sect's face has been completely lost, what's the point in asking so many questions? Just command someone to call that Ge Dongxu over and give him a good lesson!" Su Boli's wife said with an ugly expression on her face.

"What do you know? Someone who can set up such a formidable Prohibition is already not an ordinary magician and should not be treated with common sense. Even if I took action, I might not be his match," Su Boli snapped, his mood already somewhat irritated. Seeing his wife making a fuss, he couldn't help but frown and glare at her.

"If you can't do it, then call Dad over. Are we, the Santai Sect, really going to be slapped in the face by a youngster on our own turf?" Su Boli's wife said coldly.

Those who practice martial arts value their reputation, and this is even more so among the people of Qimen.

If their son had been disciplined by an elder, Su Boli might have tolerated it, but now that a young man had placed a Prohibition on him, and he, the Sect Master of the Santai Sect, was powerless to deal with it, this indeed made him feel utterly ashamed.

So, when his wife mentioned being slapped in the face, Su Boli's countenance darkened, and he did not say a word, just pacing back and forth in the hall.

The matter could be considered minor, as it probably would be resolved by him personally stepping forward to politely ask Ge Dongxu for help in lifting the Prohibition, but it could also be considered huge, because if he personally sought to plea, it would mean the face of the Santai Sect would be greatly lost.

After all, they were only dealing with a Prohibition set by someone, and yet no one in his grand Santai Sect could solve it!

"Dad, that Ge Dongxu also said to let me stand outside until dawn. If anyone moves me before dawn, the punishment will be doubled." Seeing his father pacing back and forth in the hall, Su Jieliang added fuel to the fire.

"Hmph, quite the arrogance, such a rampant young man!" Su Boli stopped in his tracks, his body exuding a chilly aura.

"Sect Master Su, whether this young man is rampant, as well as the reasons for Jieliang and Chengzhi's conflict with him—all of these are no longer important. What's important is the Prohibitions on their bodies. We must find a way to remove these Prohibitions, or else, if we can't even solve them, how are we going to hold him to account? Won't we still be the butt of jokes? I think, we really need to ask your father to take action," Yan Ziyi said in a grave voice.

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"But my father has been in seclusion at Santai Peak's Santai Temple for many years, unconcerned with worldly affairs, so much so that he didn't even plan to attend the two-province exchange meeting this time. Because of this issue..." Su Boli said with a troubled look upon hearing this.

"Even if dad is devoted to cultivation and doesn't care about worldly matters, how can he also ignore his grandson's situation?" Su Boli's wife interrupted.

"Well, okay, I'll give him a call and ask." Su Boli thought about it — the prohibitions couldn't be lifted, his son was suffering, and the face of the Santai Sect couldn't be saved either. Eventually, he nodded and picked up the phone to call Santai Temple.

There were dedicated disciples at Santai Temple who managed and served several revered elders and elders. It wasn't long before a disciple answered Su Boli's call.

Su Boli told the disciple to let the revered elder take the phone.

"Replying to the Sect Master, the revered elder recently had an epiphany in his cultivation and decided to enter closed-door cultivation for three days. He won't emerge until tomorrow morning; it's not appropriate for disciples to disturb him at this time," the disciple on the phone replied.

After hearing that his father was in closed-door cultivation and wouldn't emerge until the next morning, Su Boli ultimately didn't dare to ask someone to forcefully knock on the door. He could only instruct the disciple on the phone to immediately call him once his father emerged from seclusion.

"My father is in closed-door cultivation and won't come out until tomorrow morning," Su Boli said after hanging up the phone.

The hall fell silent.

Su Jieliang and Yan Chengzhi looked even more dejected and despondent.

Now the situation was clear: neither Su Boli nor Yan Ziyi would be able to lift the prohibitions.

And if they couldn't lift them, it meant they would have to lie there like the living dead for an entire night.

"Alright, now you can tell me what exactly happened?" After a long while, Su Boli looked at his son and Yan Chengzhi and asked.

Yan Chengzhi and Su Jieliang roughly explained the situation, though the story changed coming from their mouths.

Ge Dongxu became a character who, with a bit of mana and an older senior brother, liked to show off and act arrogantly, resorting to violence at the slightest disagreement.

"It looks like this matter has gotten quite serious! You brat, knowing that even Zhu Dongyu and Lv Xinghai are very polite to him, why couldn't you just swallow your pride?" After hearing the two of them, knowing that both Zhu Dongyu and Lv Xinghai had connections with Ge Dongxu, and even one of them, because of Ge Dongxu's senior brother, addressed him as a senior, Yan Ziyi was annoyed by Ge Dongxu's arrogance but was more worried.

Because both Zhu Dongyu and Lv Xinghai, one a medical expert and the other a master of physiognomy and Feng Shui, were not only equally cultivated as Yan Ziyi, but more importantly, they both had extensive social networks in Dongyue Province. If both of them had to address Ge Dongxu either as a peer or call him a senior, it meant the young Ge Dongxu was truly not someone to provoke lightly, at least not someone Yan Ziyi's grandson could afford to provoke.

Although Su Boli didn't speak, his expression was equally serious and ominous.

Clearly, he too hadn't expected the young Ge Dongxu to not only have profound cultivation but also quite a social network, to the point that even Zhu Dongyu and Lv Xinghai had some relationship with him.

And it's the latter that truly made Su Boli wary.

After all, it's modern society now; cultivation doesn't represent much and can't stir up any waves in this society. Unless someone's cultivation is so strong that they can withstand bullets, withstand armies. But obviously, such people have almost become extinct now; even if they exist, they remain in closed-door cultivation, having lost interest in mundane affairs long ago.

What truly inspires awe and caution in today's society is money and power!

Just like Su Boli himself, what made him a guest of honor among high officials and dignitaries, commanding everyone's respect, was not his status as the Sect Master of Santai Sect or his cultivation but because he was the chairman of the Santai Mountain Golf Resort, a tycoon who owned billions.

Although Zhu Dongyu and Lv Xinghai were not tycoons or high officials, they never lacked friends who were tycoons and dignitaries.

As for a mere young man, no matter how high his cultivation, with Su Boli's influence in Dongyue Province, it would be easy to make him submit, but if it involved Zhu Dongyu and Lv Xinghai, then the matter wasn't so simple anymore.

Everything would probably have to be settled honestly according to the rules of Qimen; only in this way, including Zhu Dongyu and Lv Xinghai, could no one raise any objections.

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